Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-3135907-20110809195858

Cap'n Arrig grabs the oar and spits out a tooth. "There went me best ship. Gone, all gooon-" The polecat looks up from his lament at the dugout canoes speeding toward them. "Th' savages! I shoulda knowed they'd 'ead fer us. Arm yerselfs, mates!" Arrig takes hold of Skilgutt and hauls him up as well, then draws his scimitar. "I'm not goin' without a fight!" he shouts at the Skurats, but his bravado fails him and he moans. "Wot're we gonna do, mates! We're goin' ter perish widout a single blow on our part- look!" He points to the leadmost canoe, in which several savages have bows already notched and ready.